"Sister Hong, there's a mutated zombie at the automobile repair shop."
These words put everyone in the convoy on high alert.
Wu Heng leaned out to look at the repair shop, avoiding the bus blocking his view at the front.
From a distance, he saw a gigantic humanoid zombie, walking on all fours and climbing along the exterior wall of the repair shop.
Its skin was ghastly pale, limbs slender, and claws thick and large.
It was like a humanoid gecko, sticking to the wall.
Its enormous claws were incessantly ripping at the place of a window.
As Wu Heng looked at it, the mutated zombie also noticed the convoy.
With a couple of forceful rips at the sealed window, it jumped off the wall and charged towards the convoy.
"It's coming at us, it's coming, what do we do, shit!" Qiangzi's panicked voice came through the radio.
He was in the lead car, now afraid to stop while a mutated zombie was rushing at him.
A dilemma situation.
Li Yahong anxiously looked at Wu Heng.
